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To turn around and follow someone or wait for someone because they own the same brand bike is creepy. Well, creepy for any reason actually. But you do you.
Thanks for adding your opinion to this thread.
It's an uncommon pleasure to see another Guzzi on the road. If it works out that you can meet a fellow Guzzi rider an instant bond is almost always formed. This phenomenon adds to the Guzzi mystique and is one of the very best things about Guzzi ownership and not experienced to any large degree with other marquees. Certainly not creepy.
Well stated.Some of us “get it”, some don't.
Too many trigger happy people around here.
Seeing a rider at a gas station, dealer, etc. and walking over to say hi and chat is perfectly fine.If someone were to turn around to run down a rider or wait in a parking lot and my wife or daughter were riding the bike they were chasing or stalking I would be having the conversation that person desired but not in the way they would think. Chasing someone down or waiting in a parking lot is creepy, no matter what “us” think, my opinion.Rather than chase them or stalk, post on the site when and where you saw them and go from there.Set up a lunch, meet and greet, whatever, in your area.
Jeeez Shiny.For heaven’s sake lighten up, is it your province to determine who may or may not speak to your wife or daughter ? Are you implying that anyone who feels drawn to say hello under those circumstances is either a rock spider or is making an attempt to crack on to your missus ? Some bloke just wants to say hi and you suggest they what…“Set up a meeting…?”Would there be a dress code for such a formal occasion or smart casual ?You wouldn’t last five minutes at an Aussie barbecue…Dave Swanson and sdcr were right…(Again).
We all have our own individual comfort zones. Maybe my area of the country is just friendly, but if I am filling up and another rider is doing the same, doesn't matter the brand, we usually greet each other. I usually get many more questions about my Guzzi than I ask about theirs. Remember, no matter how many bikes are on the road of any brand but especially our Guzzis, it is always a tiny percentage compared to the cages out there so that predisposes us with few exceptions to be friendly to each other. Every Guzzi rider I have greeted without exception has been happy to talk about the brand and their bikes and I always ask if they are on this site. As for "trigger happy", that term can be applied to anything as well as firearms.
No, that’s cool, some guys wives like meeting strange men in parking lots. Hey if that’s your thing who am I to judge.ATGATT I would hope.
A few years ago, when I still had my 1983 white Le Mans III, I stopped at Van Sant airport after a Sunday ride. Very surprised to see another white Le Mans III, parked among the 50 or so other machines. In all the decades that I had mine, never saw another white one. So, I hung around, looking for the owner. After awhile, met the guy, and found out that bike was just a few towns over from my place.
Yep some guy’s wives do.It’s usually the guy that’s the last to know…
True, and you convinced me. I’m going to grab something to eat and take a drive to the local movie theater. Find a car like mine and wait outside for them so I can strike up a conversation, perfectly normal, might even grab a six pack. Nothing creepy about it and I don’t know why I never thought of this before, thanks.
If you’re going to a “theatre”, don’t forget your candy and raincoat.Ok.What’s happening here is that each person’s perspective is being exaggerated to the point of ridiculousness to try to drive home the point. The thread is supposed to be about how you feel when you meet another Guzzi rider, whether the meeting was pure chance or engineered, if the motive is pure, then there can be no harm.If anyone feels so threatened that they are uncomfortable with someone making an effort to meet them, then they’d be better off in a Toyota Prius and wearing a beige cardigan with the Wall Street journal folded on the passenger seat.